novelraw Chapter 1084 - 323: Not Entirely Impossible
Chapter 1084 - 323: Not Entirely Impossible
Chapter 323 [Not Impossible]
East Sea remained silent for a long while, then suddenly glanced into Luo Xiuqing’s eyes and smiled gently: "So, deep down in your heart, there is still resentment."
Luo Xiuqing shook her head, seemingly about to deny it, but East Sea waved a hand: "Alright, whether you have resentment or not, the Ancestor doesn’t care."
Luo Xiuqing said softly: "I only beg the Ancestor to have mercy and spare those few foolish children, especially Zhan Li..."
"Pleading for your favored disciple?"
"Pleading for the future of the Ghost Race." Luo Xiuqing smiled bitterly: "The years without the Ancestor have seen talents in the Ghost Race dwindle; these people are the seeds chosen to walk the path of cultivation in the last Heaven-Crashing Ceremony before the Ancestor left.
I’ve spent many years cultivating this group. These people have, over the past decades, supported the framework of the Ghost Race.
If this time the Ancestor returns and because they are not obedient enough, were to abolish them all in one stroke...
Then..."
East Sea replied coldly: "A new Heaven-Crashing Ceremony is about to be held, new faces will emerge, new seeds will take root and grow to become pillars supporting the future of the Ghost Race."
"But how far is this future?" Luo Xiuqing stared into East Sea’s eyes: "Lord Sword Master! May I ask you, from the start of your path, how many years did it take you to cultivate to the Realm-Breaking Celestial?
And the new Heaven-Crashing Ceremony to be held soon, these newcomers, how many years must they wait to grow into the pillars of the Ghost Race’s future?"
Looking at this woman arguing so logically before him, East Sea’s gaze seemed to waver for a moment, then it was clear again, eyes gradually revealing sharpness, forcing Luo Xiuqing—a leader who has supported the Ghost Race for decades.
"I suddenly understand something." East Sea said coldly.
"What?"
"Those who forgot the Ancestor Saint’s majesty are not your disciples, not those so-called Ghost Race seeds you cultivated.
The one who truly forgot the Saint’s majesty, forgot the Ancestor’s authority, is you, Luo Xiuqing!"
Luo Xiuqing’s body trembled!
East Sea’s tone grew even colder: "You’ve got something wrong, Luo Xiuqing!
You were once a standout from the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony, growing to be the leader of the Ghost Race under the glory of the Ancestor.
But in these decades without the Ancestor, you must have gone mad!
You need to understand something—it’s your Ghost Race that needs the Ancestor! Not the Ancestor needing the Ghost Race!"
As he spoke, East Sea’s voice and tone became sharper and more severe!
"It is the Ancestor who created the path of cultivation for the Ghost Race, hence the Ghost Race exists!
The Ancestor presided over every Heaven-Crashing Ceremony, hence there are cultivators of the Ghost Race!
Otherwise, what are you? Nothing but a bunch of mountain-dwellers digging holes and chopping trees!
Without the Ancestor’s favor, you aren’t even worthy of being a ’race’, just a group of wild men digging holes and chopping trees in the mountains!
You only deserve to be hunted by Sects and Families outside the mountains, taken as Beast Slaves, Medicine Slaves, and Flower Slaves!
You only deserve to be captured by the Demon Race as blood food, as livestock!
It is the Ancestor who gave you cultivation techniques, who bestowed upon you a path of cultivation, allowing you to transform from wild men into a race, into today’s Ghost Race ’people’, no longer wild men!
The Ancestor gave you your own path of cultivation, formed Ghost Race cultivators, gave you your own race, preserved your power, and gave you the capital to resist other forces!
Everything is the Ancestor’s favor!
Your big talk to me about the Ghost Race’s interests, the Ghost Race’s future, in my view, it’s all nonsense!
The so-called Ghost Race is all given by the Ancestor! Without the Ancestor, you’d just be a bunch of wild monkeys!
Having received the Ancestor’s favor, you should heed the Ancestor’s will!
You, defying the Ancestor’s will, doing things against the Ancestor, then boastfully talk to me about the Ghost Race’s interests?
Fine! Then let’s take back everything the Ancestor has given you! Go back to the caves and be wild monkeys again!
With your own skills of digging holes and chopping trees, see if you have the ability to become a race again, and then talk about interests and future!"
Luo Xiuqing’s body shivered, pale-faced, staring at East Sea.
East Sea coldly said: "Not quite right... I’ve also misunderstood something.
It wasn’t just the Ancestor leaving for decades, in a short few decades, that made you forget the Ancestor’s majesty.
Rather... it’s been too long!
The Ancestor’s granting of glory to you has been too long! Too long!
So long that you Ghost Race people have begun to think that everything you have now is rightfully yours!
So long that you’ve forgotten that the reason you evolved from wild monkeys to humans in the mountains is the Ancestor’s favor!
You’ve forgotten, half of the Southern Border was the Ancestor’s grant to you, then it belonged to you!
So long that you’ve started to learn to make your own decisions and defy the master’s will."
Luo Xiuqing suddenly lifted her head, staring at East Sea, taking a deep breath: "So... the Ghost Race should eternally be dogs?"
East Sea looked at Luo Xiuqing, coldly smiling: "Oh? Finally willing to show your resentment?"
Luo Xiuqing’s eyes were bloodshot: "Everything about the Ghost Race was a gift from the Ancestor! But for tens of thousands of years! Should the Ghost Race eternally be dogs? Sacrificing the Ghost Race’s own interests even for the Ancestor’s any command, impacting the Ghost Race’s own development—for some of the Ancestor’s own personal will?"
"If you don’t want to listen, fine! Then return the things the Ancestor granted you! From now on, no longer bathe in the Ancestor’s favor, go relying on yourselves, however you want to be independent, do as you please."